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Thursday, May 31, 2012

While Boise may be nicknamed the "City of Trees," I think it boasts a lot more than just greenery. Every time I take Bear for a walk, or find myself driving down a pretty street, I'm in awe of the new colors and blooms that have burst up. Some are wild, some are tended by my green-thumbed neighbors. Here are a few things that have made my view very enjoyable lately...

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

No matter what, sometimes you just want Mama's home cooking. My mom's food is the best (don't we all think so?), but she lives just a few states away and can't be in my kitchen when I come home from work. Next best choice? Smitten Kitchen. Deb's food tastes like warmth, love, and home, and trying her recipes always make me feel like I'm in very good hands. Thanks to her, I now have an amazing red sauce recipe under my belt and some comfort food in my tummy.

Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Cover two cookie sheets with tinfoil, place spaghetti squash cut side down, and bake for 45 minutes.
In a large, deep skillet, heat olive oil over medium heat and cook ground turkey, breaking into pieces, until fully cooked. Remove to a plate and cover.
In the same skillet, heat olive oil over medium heat and add onion, cooking for 10 minutes or until soft and translucent. Add garlic, red pepper flakes, and wine and turn heat to medium-high. Cook until most of the liquid has evaporated, stirring occasionally.
Add tomatoes, salt, pepper, and half the basil and mix together. Return ground turkey to the sauce and mix in. Turn heat to simmer and cook for 10 additional minutes or until heated through.
In a separate skillet, heat olive oil and saute fresh spinach until wilted. Set aside.
When squash is done, let cool and then scrape strands into a bowl or directly onto plates.
Serve squash onto plates, add spinach, spoon sauce on top, and sprinkle with remaining basil and Parmesan cheese. Dig in!

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Life is going about a mile a minute right now, and I'm finding few opportunities to stop and take a deep breath. When I get stressed, I tend to get a little ornery and easily fired up. While this doesn't affect my ability to get it all done, it does frustrate me to lose sight of life's little blessings and forget how good I have it. In honor of Thursday and the weekly post of one of my favorites, here are a few of my little things:

My job. I may not be the one curing cancer, but I get to be around brilliant caretakers, selfless fundraisers, and a community that truly believes in the cause. I had a very long, very cool meeting with Boise State students about a huge fundraiser they're planning for the children's hospital. To see the excitement on their faces is everything.

My boy. I came home to him cooking last night and left him grinning this morning. When things are stressful and you can still crack up and love the little moments, life is very good. And with that comes my dog, who is so full of adoration and sloppy kisses and keeps us constantly entertained.

My library. I avoided the public libraries in New York, but since moving to Boise, I have been a regular at our downtown branch. My bedside table has a permanent stack of books that I race through to meet the due dates, and getting an e-mail that I have a new one to pick up can totally make my day.

My family. My brother just got engaged (woop woop!), my mom and step dad are exploring the possibility of a huge life adventure, and my dad and step mom are visiting Boise for the first time in a few weeks. I'm smiling a lot.

My city. Boise is still growing on me, but with our move and summer on our heels, and the city in full bloom and draped in sunshine, it's pretty easy to love it here.

My summer wardrobe bins. They're waiting in the garage until we move and I can make the great closet switch, but I've been doing a lot of daydreaming about bare legs and sun kissed shoulders. I just can't wait.

Monday, May 21, 2012

This month has been pretty hectic due to my work events, Jeff's lacrosse season, and prepping for our move, and it's only going to get more busy in the coming weeks. I've been reaching for easy, quick dinner recipes (put this macaroni and cheese on your short list!) that will satisfy without taking up too much time. Last night, I made simple crab cakes and salad that was oh so tasty.

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. In a large bowl, mix together mayonnaise, mustard, eggs, Worcestershire sauce, and spices. Add crab meat and mix together gently. Form mixture into 8 patties.
Heat olive oil in a large sauce pan. Add patties (four or so at a time) and brown, two to three minutes on each side. Transfer to cookie sheet.

Bake for 10 minutes until crab cakes are browned and heated through.
Mix salad ingredients together. Split salad between two plates, top with two crab cakes each, and squeeze lemon on top.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Lately, Jeff and I have been daydreaming about our new house and the little plans we have for the outdoor space. As much as I may love to imagine having a completely perfect and gorgeous backyard, the reality is a lot more simple - sipping wine in Adirondack chairs, hosting friends underneath twinkling lights, lounging in the grass on sunny afternoons. I may actually plant a flower or two, and we've already picked the spot for our beloved BBQ. Our new backyard is private, lush, and big enough for all of our ideas. Here are a few items on my shopping list:

Paper lanterns: This will be my first backyard addition - perfect for parties or just a pop of color.

Monday, May 14, 2012

I strongly believe that foods with fewer ingredients are better for us, and because of my cooking novice, I'm naturally drawn to recipes that don't require the whole pantry. When I came across a Whole Living recipe for flourless cookies, I was excited to find a gluten-free treat that didn't call for special ingredients and that fit my appreciation for easy baking. These were a cinch, came out chewy, crispy, and loaded with flavor, and were an instant favorite.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a large bowl, add egg and beat lightly, then mix in peanut butter, sugar, baking soda, and chocolate chips until well combined.
Roll dough, about 1 heaping tablespoon at a
time, into balls. Place 2 inches apart on baking sheets.

Bake until cookies are golden and puffed, 12 to 14 minutes.
Cool 5 minutes on sheets; transfer cookies to racks to cool completely.

Friday, May 11, 2012

One thing I love about the warm weather rolling in is having an icy, delicious cocktail in the sunshine. Restaurants open their patios and it's an invitation to rock a pencil skirt and leave the tights at home, meet up with girlfriends for happy hour in sunglasses, and sip something sweet. One of my new friends and I are throwing a bridal shower for another new friend of ours, and I've been daydreaming about fun and flirty cocktails for us to sip while we chat, play games, and toast the future bride. Here are a few of my favorite pins...

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Zoë & Martha doesn't have nearly the same ring to it as Julie & Julia, but I feel the same kinship to Martha Stewart's food. I've tried many of her recipes over the last few years, on my journey to becoming an adequate cook, and she's taught me so much about what I'm capable of. It helps that I haven't had to bone a duck or make any sort of roux, but I do feel a certain accomplishment when I create a successful meal from one of her recipes. Last night was no exception. I pinned this recipe a few days ago and was determined to try my hand at a new ingredient - spaghetti squash!

Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Bake squash, cut sides down, on a tinfoiled cookie sheet until tender,
about 45 minutes. Let stand until cool enough to handle. Scrape flesh
into strands using a fork and set aside.
Meanwhile, heat oil in a large skillet over
medium heat. Cook onion and garlic, stirring, until soft. Add half the wine and continue to cook until liquid is absorbed.
Divide mixture between 1 large and 1 small bowl.
Stir 1 tablespoon cheese into the large bowl of
onion-garlic mixture. Mix in turkey, salt, and pepper using your hands. Form mixture into 12 balls.
Using the same skillet, heat oil over medium heat.
Brown meatballs, turning, 4 to 6 minutes; transfer to a plate. Add mushrooms to the skillet and cook until soft and beginning to brown, 6 to 8 minutes.
Add remaining bowl of onion-garlic mixture, meatballs, and broth; bring
to simmer. Cook, partially covered, until meatballs are cooked
through, 4 to 5 minutes.
In a medium skillet, heat olive oil over medium heat and cook spinach until wilted.
Divide squash, spinach, and meatball mixture into 4 servings. Sprinkle with remaining cheese.

Boyfriend Meter:
5 out of 5
"This is one of the best meals yet" (and we're talking about squash, people!)

Friday, May 4, 2012

I came across this story on Facebook yesterday, after it was shared by a few friends and thousands of strangers. It epitomizes what so many of us strive for - to be present, patient, selfless, to live in the moment long enough to see that it could be life changing. It reminds me of the quote "Life is not measured by the number of breaths that you take, but by the moments that take your breath away." I hope to remember this story in the future, when I'm feeling anxious or annoyed, and remind myself that this moment, this interaction, this person could be, even if briefly, a meaningful part of my life.

"The Cab Ride I'll Never Forget"
By Kent Nerburn

...When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window.
Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away.
But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation.
Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This
passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to
myself.
So I walked to the door and knocked. “Just a minute,” answered a
frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the
floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood
before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil
pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie. By her side was a
small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it
for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no
clocks on the walls, no knick-knacks or utensils on the counters. In the
corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
“Would you carry my bag out to the car?” she said. I took the
suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm
and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my
kindness.
“It’s nothing,” I told her. “I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated.”
“Oh, you’re such a good boy,” she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked,
“Could you drive through downtown?”
“It’s not the shortest way,” I answered quickly.
“Oh, I don’t mind,” she said. “I’m in no hurry. I’m on my way to a hospice.”
I looked in the rear view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.
“I don’t have any family left,” she continued. “The doctor says I don’t have very long.”
I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. “What route would you like me to take?” I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the
building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove
through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they
were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse
that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or
corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, “I’m tired. Let’s go now.”
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low
building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed
under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled
up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must
have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase
to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
“How much do I owe you?” she asked, reaching into her purse.
“Nothing,” I said.
“You have to make a living,” she answered.
“There are other passengers.”
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
“You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,” she said. “Thank you.”
I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly,
lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if
that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end
his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once,
then driven away?
On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great
moments. But great moments often catch us unaware – beautifully wrapped
in what others may consider a small one.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

As summer approaches, I've been thinking up lighter recipes to complement the warmer weather. Tacos, salad, and BBQ are on a regular rotation when it's too hot to think straight, and this week, I cooked up a big pot of light, brothy tortilla soup to enjoy with a cold glass of sangria and crisp, leafy greens.

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
In a large pot, bring chicken broth to a boil. Add chicken, jalapenos, and scallions, cover and reduce to a simmer until chicken is cooked, about 15 minutes.
Remove chicken to a plate to cool. Add the tomatoes, beans, and juice of 1 lime to the pot. When chicken is cool enough, shred or cut into small pieces. Return to pot, add chili powder, and let soup simmer for another 5 minutes or until heated through.
In the meantime, cut tortillas into small strips. Toss with olive oil and chili powder and place on a cookie sheet. Bake for 5 minutes or until crispy.
To serve, spoon soup into bowls and top with cheese, cilantro, avocado, tortilla strips, and lime juice.

Monday, April 30, 2012

In early spring, Jeff and I started to tentatively look for a new house to rent. We love our current place, but the location isn't perfect and we could use a little more space. After dealing with crazy competition in New York, I was amazed to learn that rentals in our desired neighborhood are few, far between, and love to play hard to get. In an effort to be realistic, we opened our minds to other areas of the city and to staying in our current house, but as luck would have it, serendipity decided to enter the picture.

We found the house online, scheduled the first available appointment, and waited anxiously for that day to arrive. In the meantime, we drove by, read the listing repeatedly, and started to imagine ourselves living there. We loved the place inside and out, enjoyed meeting the owners, and well, hoped it could be ours. Luckily, the owners agreed, and we became their new tenants two weeks ago. We'll have more space, an excellent location, and because Jeff settled us into our current place before I got here, we'll be physically moving in together for the first time. As stressful and exhausting as moving can be, I'm very excited for that part and can't wait to make our new house our home.

Friday, April 27, 2012

...Make sweet things. I love lemon desserts - lemon bars, lemon cake, lemon curd. Tart, tangy, a little sweet, very addicting, and delicious all year round. My mom made lemon pie for Easter, which is the best dessert when I'm in the mood for something light with a boost of flavor. It's also the easiest pie on the planet, so it seemed like the perfect choice for a recent work potluck.

Lemon Pie with Blueberries

Recipe:
(Makes 8 servings)

2 ripe lemons
1 can sweetened condensed milk
1 graham cracker pie crust
1 quart fresh blueberriesUPDATE: My co-worker made this pie over the weekend and added a box of flavorless gelatin to the filling - firmed up in just a few hours!

Using a micro grater, grate lemon rind until you have 1 tablespoon of zest.
Juice lemons until you have 1 cup.
In a medium bowl, mix condensed milk, lemon juice, and lemon zest until fully combined - do not whip.
Pour into crust and refrigerate until firm (minimum 2 hours to overnight).
Garnish with berries before serving.
NOTE: I like to leave space for berries and/or cream on top of the filling, but if you would like more filling, add an additional 1/2 can of condensed milk and 1/3 cup of lemon juice.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

One of my favorite daydream destinations is a beach in some far away, tropical paradise. Jeff and I have talked about making the dream a reality for a long time, but work, money, and other plans have kept us stateside. However, as soon as I figured out my new work schedule, we decided that it was time to get moving, and recently finished planning a week long trip to Mexico in August. We'd love to go farther away and travel for longer, but for our first big vacation together, this will be just perfect. We'll be spending a few days at a resort in Puerto Vallarta and a few days at a tiny villa in Sayulita, and I can't wait to don my bikini, soak up the sun, taste the local flavor, and savor a little slice of heaven.

Monday, April 23, 2012

The temperature climbed to almost 90 degrees this weekend and we welcomed the sun with lots of time outdoors, cold drinks, and firing up the BBQ for the first time this year. Last night, we dined on potato salad, barbecued chicken, and mixed greens - the perfect meal for a warm, spring night.

Cut potatoes into 1/2 inch pieces, put them in a large pot and cover with water. Bring potatoes to a boil, turn down heat to low and simmer for 20 minutes or until potatoes are tender.
Place eggs in a small pot and cover with water. Bring to a boil, turn down heat to simmer and simmer for 10-15 minutes.
When potatoes are cooked, drain and sprinkle with vinegar. When eggs are cooked, rinse in cold water until cool enough to handle. Remove shells and cut into small pieces.
In a large bowl, mix mayonnaise, mustard, and celery. Add potatoes and egg and mix together. Season with salt and pepper.
Best if refrigerated for 30 minutes or more before serving.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Quite simply, I love to read. Reading a good book is like eating a delicious meal, sleeping in on Saturday mornings, laughing over wine with your girlfriends - it can just make you happy. I've read many, many books in my life, and still remember all of those that I couldn't put down, that I raced home to finish, that made me look forward to bedtime so that I could have a few moments with my story. I've been in a few book clubs, have lots of friends who are voracious readers, and am lucky to come from a family in which reading is of the utmost importance. Many of my favorite books are not unique, obscure titles; I believe that some books end up on the New York Times bestseller lists for very good reason. I'm always looking for new titles, so for my fellow bookworms out there, here are a few of my favorites...

Unbroken: This was the first historical non-fiction book that I ever read, and I couldn't put it down. Hillenbrand does an amazing job of making you feel like you're right there with the soldiers, and like you know them through intimate and personal detail. It read much more like a novel and gives an incredibly clear and open-minded view of World War II and the life of a POW.

Me Talk Pretty One Day: David Sedaris was the first writer in my young adult life who made me laugh out loud. His books of short story memoirs are hilarious, brilliant, and raw, and you'll want to read them again and again.

The Dive From Clausen's Pier: This coming of age story is about embracing life, love, and growing up. Through the big and small chapters of life, our protagonist Carrie changes before our eyes, and many moments remind the reader just how monumental the little things can be.

The Glass Castle: For anyone who hasn't read this book yet, stop whatever you're doing and get to the book store or library. Walls takes us on a journey through her troubled upbringing with parents who didn't believe that the law applied to their family. It's jaw dropping at times, sometimes painful, and always honest.

She's Come Undone: I've written about this book before. I read it for the first time over a decade ago, and have revisited it almost annually ever since. In the beginning of the story, Lamb introduces us to a young Dolores, who we learn to love and root for throughout her tumultuous life. You'll grow up with her, share her journey, and you'll never forget her.

Monday, April 16, 2012

One of my favorite things about cooking is learning how to make something that I would have so often bought pre-made. Take sauce for instance. Before trying the onion and blue cheese sauce recipe, I had never made my own sauce. Now, I'm on a total sauce kick. After finding this roasted red pepper and goat cheese alfredo recipe on Pinterest thanks to Mo from New on U, I couldn't wait to give it a shot. Maybe I'm easy to please, but this was simply delicious, such a great alternative to marinara, and I'm definitely adding it to my short list.

Preheat oven to 500 degrees. Cover a baking sheet with tin foil and place red peppers on sheet. Bake for
20-30 minutes until peppers are charred. Remove from oven and cover with
foil 10 minutes.
In a large, deep sauce pan, saute onions and garlic in olive oil
until tender. Pour in milk, goat cheese, red pepper flakes, and black pepper.
Stir until goat cheese is melty and keep warm over low heat.
Peel skin off peppers and remove stem and seeds. Chop into
large pieces and place into sauce with Parmesan cheese. Stir to
melt cheese and remove from heat.
Pour sauce into blender or use an immersion blender. Puree until mostly blended. Pour back into hot pan and toss
with cooked pasta.
Top with remaining Parmesan
cheese and more black pepper. Serve with turkey Italian sausage and sauteed spinach.

Friday, April 13, 2012

My weekend ended on Wednesday, when my mom headed south to California and I back to the office. We had fun filled days of family, great food, lots of time outdoors, wine, and relaxing. The weather was perfect - warm, breezy, and mild - and we had to slather on the sunscreen and keep our shades close by. One of the best parts of the weekend was getting Jeff's parents and mine together. Having hometowns thousands of miles apart and few opportunities to all be in the same place, the past few days were a welcome chance for the adults to get to know each other better. It made me wish Mill Valley and Boise were next door neighbors, but also reminded me to treasure the moment. And of course, that moment included a little Easter photo shoot...

Thursday, April 12, 2012

Today, our little guy turns two. In the last two years, Bear has grown to be over 50 pounds, has become a great swimmer, a fierce lacrosse player, and a wonderful companion. He is completely his own, unique animal - skittish around big dogs and playful around friendly ones, afraid of the vacuum and garbage bags, full of strange noises and funny mannerisms. He's brought so much laughter and joy to our lives, and I can't wait to celebrate many more birthdays with our big, red dog.

Happy birthday to the sweetest, cuddliest, most energetic and affectionate pup we could ask for. I love coming home to you each day, being attacked by your wagging tail and slobbering kisses, and going to bed with you each night, when you curl up right where my legs are supposed to go and start to snore. You're the best, Bear!